La, la, la, da, da, la, la, la, da, da, la, da, da
Cul-de-sacs but
Riders on the right won't you help me?
See the records fall
La, la, la, da, da, la, la, la, da, da, la, da, da
Slip back pumps and lounges
Titration
That we rent when we get bored
La, la, la, da, da, la, la, la, da, da, la, da, da
Ssh, right
About lips and tigers in the past
Part of my skin
Mirror balls and they're spinning
It's crowded and a bit too lonely
La, la, la, da, da, la, la, la, da, da, la, da, da
To Devils that waste their time
Mirror balls and they're spinning
Dye jobs fade when the sun sets
La, la, la, da, da, la, la, la, da, da, la, da, da
With the pinstripe suits
Happy and ascending, yeah, yeah
It's crowded and a bit too lonely
All these, these words that line the page
California
Expiration
La, la, la, da, da, la, la, la, da, da, la, da, da
La, la, la, da, da, la, la, la, da, da, la, da, da
La, la, la, da, da, la, la, la, da, da, la, da, da
It's where we go to cheer them on
Degrees and men and personnel will wink
And they fall when shoes don't fit them so well
Happy and ascending, yeah, yeah
Riders on the right, won't you help me?
